Chapter 799 (1/2)
The real dead.
At the moment of impact, they were ready to die. They did not rely on cavalry to break down the formation, but on their own life and everything.
”Boom!!” The self explosion of thousands of earth friars has dyed half of the sky red. At this moment, these friars who don't know their names are bloodstained in the Bohai Sea. No one can even remember their names. They only know that over the battle of the Bohai Sea, there was an army that defeated yaoguangzong with its life.
The old men of the Aixinjueluo family, who had called out to charge before, were already in tears. These people... Are the top monks in the family, the lifeblood of a family. Today, one of my orders, all without hesitation to suicide attack, with their own blood and meat fried open a gap.
Everyone looked to this side. Even at this moment, countless nameless bodies fell like raindrops in the sky. But here, the terrible explosion has made people see the determination of the earth.
As the smoke of gunpowder dissipated, the old man looked at the huge gap hundreds of meters in front of him, and then stood in front of the Dragon chair. The stunned Lord of Yaoguang wanted to roar, but there was no sound. He just said in a hoarse voice: ”here you are... Blood sacrifice to them!”
Still silent, each pair of starry eyes with a layer of blood, their brothers, their relatives, opened the way for them, they... Must rush past!
In the other pillar of light, the two friars face each other. In the outside world, it is divided into Shura fields for killing.
Both sides all step on the flying sword and carry the long sword. Both sides face each other. There is a clear distinction between black and white.
”Brush...” the white earth friars all silently pulled out their own swords. In this light column, the sword light was sharp, and the clear and uniform ”clang” sound was like the sound of a dragon.
The black side pulled out the sword almost at the same time. In the next second, there is no need for any dialogue. The swords of the two sides are interspersed, and there is only a continuous sound of sword fighting in the air.
This is the magic power of the sword, this is the heaven and earth of the sword. Jianxiu also found Jianxiu.
Their fighting was not as fierce as the charge of cavalry and as cold as the defense of heavy troops. But... Is the bloodiest, sword to meat! Either you die or I die!
”The solitary cloud runs through the sun!” A young swordsman is like a sharp sword out of sheath. His white clothes have been dyed blood red. He cuts through the thorns where he passes.
Beside him, there was a woman, his younger martial sister, who had already been secretly married. They will never separate from each other.
A sword breaks several people, the sword light is like rainbow, unexpectedly shakes the opponent to fly ash. The man breathed a sigh of relief. Here, there are sharp swords in all directions. He can't even recognize who is the enemy and who is himself. What's more, the sword of his own side has been repaired and killed to madness. People like this have been brought back by the patriarch.
He took a look at his lover, just met the other side's concern. Two people look at each other a smile, do not say. However... Then, the woman's eyes suddenly sharp, silent mouth grew up.
A black light, as if cut off heaven and earth, a fierce sword, come like shadow, go like wind, when the sword, the man's head has been flying high.
”No Woman Leng Leng, just screamed, the body has been behind a sword split in half.
Among the pillars of light, the war is fierce. The blood is like rain, and the corpse is like snow. Every second, countless young or not young friars fall. Famous friars and unknown friars all fall into silence. The white of the earth, the black of Zhenwu, crisscross teeth. The battle of the aristocratic family, the millstone of flesh and blood. In the outside world, the monks who have been killed to the point where their blood is boiling and all the places in their eyes are red tend to be crazy.
Only instinctive identification of black and white, the realm is no longer important here, any person's side has countless magic weapons, countless monks, just want to kill each other, the next second his body is also at risk.
”Plop... Plop...” the corpses fell into the sea like rain. Countless sharks smelled the blood, which made the sea seem to be boiling. Xu Yangyi and Fu Yun's lips trembled slightly. Even if they saw the big wind and waves, they were shocked by everything in front of them.
They want to pick up the bodies, but... They can't.
They can't do it. There's too much... Not even enough fish in the sea. It's not clear which side it is. They have seen countless young faces. Decades and hundreds of years later, maybe they will be the new elixirs. They will continue to guard the world and wait for the next World War.
But... Before they have seen enough of the scenery of practice, before they know what the world is, before they know that the tower of Babel, the plumed serpent god, and the second era of practice, have fallen on this battlefield that devours human nature.
How many relatives, acquaintances, wives, children, relatives and friends are waiting for them?I'm still a dream girl.
Xu Yangyi's eyes are a little hot. He forces himself not to look at the sea. Compared with the terrible scene in the sky, the scene in the sea is shocking. He can't face those young heroes, he can only look at the sky.
”Ruins of Kunlun...” he floated this sentence from his teeth. When he heard about the world war, he didn't feel it, only blood. Only after experiencing the battlefield can we know what heartbreaking blood is. Kill, a simple word, but let the Bohai Sea tens of thousands of miles of sea a blood red, fish devour.
All this comes from the ruins of Kunlun.
All of a sudden, his hatred for the ruins of Kunlun is even higher than that of Zhenwu!
”I swear that if I reach a higher level one day, I will make Kunlun a lower place again! No more super life
He's not the virgin.
No matter who, his ears are full of shouts and murders that resound through the sky. In front of his eyes, he is attacked by endless aura. In the face of the scene of corpses, plants, and blood flowing into the river, he can remain indifferent.
Just as he said this, the light of cause and effect of Six Harmonies in his heart suddenly turned on. Strangely, the biggest waiting light in the center began to crackle and split in two!